He didn't wait for Eli to put the vehicle in park before he jumped out of the passenger side. He headed toward the front door, where Claber greeted him. "Well?" Truman clenched his hands. “Did you find them?” Claber shook his head, his eyes staring at some spot over Truman's head. "We know they escaped into the forest, but I didn’t see any sign of them. We've posted men at different positions along the road; we'll find them when they come out." "You better," Truman snapped, rabid anger firing through his veins. "Their lives are worth more than yours." Everything was gone. Everything. A momentary wave of grief washed over him, so fierce that Truman dug his fingernails into his hands. Where was Sara now? He had to find her. Then a sea of rage burned away his sadness. The other two girls had taken his freedom with them. At least he still had the necklace and the jewels. He hadn't even seen the necklace yet.
